Nico
Sondra’s surrender leaves me utterly transformed. Maybe it’s this quality in her all along that entranced me. The way she yields, makes herself vulnerable. To me— Nico Tacone—the guy most everyone cowers from.
Even when I bark, she stays soft.
She f*****g stood up and took off her panties for my punishment. After I inexcusably lost my temper and smacked her ass in anger.
I’m humbled by her. Humbled and grotesquely empowered at the same time. Because I’m not about to give up the control she handed over to me. I’m taking this all the way.
“Come here, bambi.” I lift her off her knees and sit her on my lap, facing away. “Open for me.” I pull her thighs open and drape them over mine, so she’s spread wide.
She leans back against me, her head falling onto my shoulder. Her breath rises
